Harley tonguing the underside of your tip

True to her word, the girl has apparently taken steps to repay your "gift" before you even had a chance to stir. You tug the covers up to reveal Harley's perfect pornstar body hunched over your inner thighs with the lion's share of your dick protruding from her mouth, her head bobbing busily in an effort to coax you to a quick and easy climax.

"Heh, couldn't wait to get started, huh?"

She looks up at you with thinly-veiled irritation, no doubt having hoped that she'd be able to fulfil her carnal obligations before you woke up. You don't pay it any mind, though; instead you grin, maintaining eye contact even as your hands lift to prop up your head for a better viewing angle.

"Y'know, I'm starting to think you were made for this or something..." you tease, trying your best to suppress the rising urge to spill your seed down her throat. The Love Doll narrows her eyes at this, redoubling the efforts of her moist, sucking lips in an effort to silence you...

...But it only ends up emboldening you. You take her busy head in-hand, guide it into the dankest corner of your loins and bask in the vibe of her gasping lips fluttering around the base of your meat. The thirst for more is so powerful, though, that your body ratchets things up of its own accord; before you know it your leg has coiled selfishly around the girl's head, preventing her from so much as extricating her nose from the forest of pubic hair that lines your abdomen.

From there you begin blissfully fucking her mouth. Her gaze is wild, almost panicked, but you meet it with an easy grin and a sloppy carress of her increasingly tear-stained face. Harley can do little but squirm and stare when you finally deign to bloat her cheeks with your morning spunk, after which you finally allow her to rise for her post-fellatio coughing session.

You lie back to bask in the afterglow. Harley hacks and swallows, still unschooled in the art of taking a load gracefully... But the sight of her saliva oozing down into her cleavage is still plenty stimulating, and - to your surprise - you spy a sly smile coming to the Love Doll's lips when she notices you looking.

"...So, Master..." she mewls, subtly mooshing her tits together in the lead-up to what would undoubtedly be some kind of request:

"About that tablet...?